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TheClarkster · 08-21-2003, 10:50 PM

Here's a short(long) version of mine, even though it probably pales in comparison to all of yours.

So, it's 11th grade, and I've never had a girlfriend. Never even kissed a girl. So late one night, I'm talking with one of my best friends, she is unbelievably gorgeous, intelligent, yadda yadda yadda, captain varsity cheerleader, the works. Out of nowhere, we start talking about my experience with girls. This leads to her asking me if I would like her to teach me how to kiss. Obviously I say yes. Me and a couple friends spend the night at her house, they fall asleep, we start with kissing and end up making out the whole night.
I'm thinking it couldn't get much better than this, boy was I wrong. Her family loved me, and vice-versa, she was probably the female version of me. So we start going out, in secret. This goes on for ten months. The best times for both of us, but also bad times as we are the 2 most stubborn people in the world. We get in fights over anything from ice skating to dodger games. But ya, eventually she just can't take our little fights any longer and says something to the extent of "If we're really meant for each other, we'll be back together after we date other people" and "you need to have a real girlfriend, not a secret one"
So I'm pretty much dead inside for a long while, and now, we've graduated, she's with some loser guy who's going away to college in a month, and they know they're going to break up then, so hopefully we've both understood our mistakes, and all will be well.

Wow, I feel much better.

08-21-2003, 10:50 PM	#42 (permalink)
TheClarkster Very Proud of Ya Location: Simi Valley, CA	Here's a short(long) version of mine, even though it probably pales in comparison to all of yours. So, it's 11th grade, and I've never had a girlfriend. Never even kissed a girl. So late one night, I'm talking with one of my best friends, she is unbelievably gorgeous, intelligent, yadda yadda yadda, captain varsity cheerleader, the works. Out of nowhere, we start talking about my experience with girls. This leads to her asking me if I would like her to teach me how to kiss. Obviously I say yes. Me and a couple friends spend the night at her house, they fall asleep, we start with kissing and end up making out the whole night. I'm thinking it couldn't get much better than this, boy was I wrong. Her family loved me, and vice-versa, she was probably the female version of me. So we start going out, in secret. This goes on for ten months. The best times for both of us, but also bad times as we are the 2 most stubborn people in the world. We get in fights over anything from ice skating to dodger games. But ya, eventually she just can't take our little fights any longer and says something to the extent of "If we're really meant for each other, we'll be back together after we date other people" and "you need to have a real girlfriend, not a secret one" So I'm pretty much dead inside for a long while, and now, we've graduated, she's with some loser guy who's going away to college in a month, and they know they're going to break up then, so hopefully we've both understood our mistakes, and all will be well. Wow, I feel much better. __________________ Do not speak Latin in front of the books.